Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream

I watched 'Animal Factory' with my current favorite star Mickey Rourke. Set in a prison, Mikey Rourke's character, Jan The Actress, wears a red lace strapless bra under a denim shirt tied at the chest.
In my dream, I'm in his cell and we're about to make out and I decide I'm going to make my move.
I lean in to take off his bra (yes, his red lace strapless bra). I can't quite figure out how I'm going to work my way around the denim shirt AND the bra. It's a very complex procedure that's in front of me.
My dream RESETS not once but three times!
Each time I lean in to try to figure out how to disrobe this convict, my mind can't quite figure out how I'm going to manage the bra and the shirt.
By the third re-set of the approach, my mind decides that it would be more advantageous if this red bra were a front-hook.
Having little experience with front hook bras, my sleeping mind decided that front hook would be a much more direct way to achieve nakedness.
Gotta love the human mind.

Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream

I had a dream last night that I was in a house full of children. One of the older kids was planning on blowing up the house, and somehow I knew about this plan.
I was the heroine and ended up saving a bunch of people. Later on at the funeral for the kid who blew up the house I was walking around in a black dress and man-dals. Sharlto Copley was the priest presiding over the funeral and he noticed my shoes. I said that they were my grandpa's slippers and that I always wore them to funerals because he died while wearing them.
Then Sharlto Copley and I chatted for awhile and the entire time I'm thinking 'It's so inappropriate that I'm kind of flirting with this priest guy, but his accent is kinda hot'.
He said he had slippers just like it and really appreciated how I wore then in honor of those who died.
So weird. Now I want to watch 'District 9' trailers all day and pretend he's talking to me.

Last Night I Had The Strangest Dream

I was making out with Crispin Glover and he leaves the room for a second to go...I don't know, turn off a light or something. When he comes back in, he's now (wait for it) John Travolta!
I was thinking 'Did you think I wouldn't notice?' It was like my mind just couldn't be creative enough with Crispin Glover so it went for Travolta. So weird. I couldn't go with it.